Sänger Andrew Davie sagt dazu: „The song ‘Crow’ was written in memory of my Mum’s boyfriend who lived with us growing up. He was an awesome guy and somewhere between a father figure and a best friend to me growing up but unfortunately he passed away when I was 15. I wrote this song as I wanted to acknowledge how important and thankful I am to him for helping to raise me and my sister.“

Das dazugehörige, kaum weniger emotionale Musikvideo zeigt Fans weltweit (genauer: in Nashville, London, Brüssel und Sao Paolo), wie sie den Song, welcher stilistisch an ganz ähnlich die Taschentücher bemühende Künstler wie Sufjan Stevens oder Bon Iver erinnert, zum ersten Mal hören – um gemeinsam die Bedeutung von Familie zu zelebrieren. Andrew erklärt: “We thought that a music video that celebrated the idea of family would be the most appropriate thing we could do. Frequently we receive an overwhelming number of messages from people telling us about their relationships with the songs and their stories of how those songs have interacted with their lives. We wanted to honour those stories and provide an opportunity for their stories to be told.”

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„I think of you much more thanI would like to admit that I do before strangersBut there you areWhispering through the trees againRustling trough the leaves my friendA feather on my pillow lets me know that you’re near

I remember the night that you arrivedDecember maybe ’95Your hair and your breath smelled of John Player SpecialsA stranger who I learned to loveA friend when really no one wasMy Daedalus, my wings to flyWhy’d you leave me behind?

I never really thanked you for all the lightYou brought into my mother’s eyesSo many others triedHer sadness since the day you leftShe will not get out of bedShe stares out the window, smokes a black pack of JPS

I was out on St. Paul’s when I heard about your fallWalking with Caroline, she burns smokes from time to timeI walked home alone that nightI could feel you when I closed my eyesI looked up into the night and watched black feathers fall from the sky

I think of you much more than I’m allowed to admitBut I do, I still do

I have tried to push you downI have tried to cut you outYou’re rattling your cageI’m rattling my cageI have tried to drown you outDrink till I don’t hear the soundThe song’s still the sameThe song’s still the same